I Miss the Phone Calls we Used to Have.
Don never calls me anymore.
Even though, it used to be the same conversation every time, I miss it.
I’d start by saying, “Hey, Don! How ya doin’?”
Continue reading “Conversations With Don Adams”“…just sitting’ here in the truck.”
-Don Adams
Don never calls me anymore.
Even though, it used to be the same conversation every time, I miss it.
I’d start by saying, “Hey, Don! How ya doin’?”
Continue reading “Conversations With Don Adams”“Ask God to keep blood in your bodies and not on the ground.”
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You’ve got to be patient, man. They want you to get mad and act all crazy; because, if you do, they got you!”
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“Our mind doesn’t let us understand everything all at once.”
Don Adams
Question:
Answer:
“That’s why the police are there- to get your money for being stupid.”
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“The men around you, you see, are grown men with a child’s mind.”
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“I just think about happy things.”
Don Adams
“Stop thinking about the past;
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focus on the future.”
“Don’t worry so much.
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Just sit there, and enjoy your coffee.
“The Man don’t care about you!”
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“You are surrounded by grown men who have child’s minds.”
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“You just got to deal with them like they are children; be smarter then them.”
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In a world where doing wrong is seen as being correct
and where being correct is treated as being revolutionary or argumentative,
those of us who have maintained our moral rectitude currently relate less and less to our fellow humans.
I have belabored, “The Dunning Kruger Affect,” to the extent of mocking my fellow man.
It confused and angered me. I did not know how to deal with people in my daily life in a cordial way anymore.
It felt like I was surrounded by idiots and that I was the only person who cared to make myself and the world around me better.
My good friend, Don Adams, explained it to me. Don said this to me:
“You are surrounded by grown men who have child’s minds.”
Don Adams
The Pareto Principle keeps bounding around inside my head. Realizing that there is no escaping this paradigm, this reality, I have sought coping mechanisms to attempt to maintain being courteous surrounded by a world of discourteous people. I have found no useful tools to dissuade my resentful knowing of these people.